From A Stronghold NPC To The Final BOSS - Chapter 1095 - : The nine tribulations

The pond fish crossed.
Dressed as the only daughter of the once beautiful city master of Baicheng, now the male protagonist is going to be his wife.
There are appalling criminal records such as poisoning the heroine, assassinating the villain Bai Yueguang, and humiliating the flawed and sick villain.
In the opening situation of this hell mode, the first task released by the portable system is: – Save the world.
Chi Yu said solemnly: “It seems that my life is to be a hero of salvation. The road is long and long, and I will search up and down!”
More than ten minutes after taking the oath, she was crushed by the villain, the Great Demon King.
…
Chiyu: “???”
To fuck me on purpose? Is such a difficult copy still necessary? Is the garbage system thinking about P eating!
“I’m dead, and the whole text is finished and sprinkled.”
System: “No, you can revive infinitely until you complete the mission of saving the world.”
…
After half a month.
Chi Yu met the villain, the great devil again, and was pierced through his chest with a sword.
Two more months.
He was held in the arms of the villain, the great devil, and used as a shield for human flesh.
Chiyu: “…the mouth is fragrant.”
Five years later.
Chi Yu, who endured humiliation and was disabled and determined, successfully revitalized the love line of the original hero and heroine CP, which rekindled his fighting spirit, suppressed the villain, and saved the world.
After the incident, the clothes went away, and he hid himself deeply in the name, and “died” in the war.
…
However, her “death” collapsed across the board.
The Great Demon King ran wild and slaughtered the world.
System: “…We don’t know what went wrong, let’s do it again, shall we?”
Chiyu: “@#￥ system, you don’t have a mother.”

PS: Don’t look at the brutality of the copywriting, this article is 1v1, the love line is sweet and petty without abuse, the plot is Su Shuang sand sculpture (special settings, except for a little bit of abuse of the heroine)
The male protagonist does not have Bai Yueguang. The first generation only likes to do things, and the second generation only likes Chiyu.

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One sentence introduction: I save the world by being a demon

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One day, Luo Jian woke up from his sleep and found himself in a locked chamber where the door and window were all sealed. A note with a few lines written on it was tacked to the wall: “Escape from this room within an hour, otherwise, you will die.”

There was a popular comic that captured the hearts of readers not because of its plot, but rather the bromance between the two protagonists, a crown prince and a duke. Their friendship & mutual trust led fans to ship them endlessly, with countless fanfiction stories ranging from dating to marriage or even incorporating omegaverse settings.One particular m-preg fanfic novel became extremely popular among fans, where the previously cold duke becomes pregnant.But the popularity of both the original comic and this novel caused everything to become unbalanced, until something strange happened - these works of fiction turn into real worlds that collided, creating an error that connected them together.In the world of the comic:Carlton from the fanfic world gazed up at his husband with longing eyes. “Husband...” He pouted, “Why don't you kiss me today?”Alaric from the comic world recoiled slightly and goosebumps broke out over his skin as he moved away. “Please don't come close to me...” He said tersely.Meanwhile, in another world:Alaric from the fanfic world, pulled his beloved Carlton into a warm embrace and peppered kisses on his cheeks. “Darling, are you mad at me?” Alaric asked affectionately. “It's okay, you're still cute.” He leaned down to whisper into his ear before continuing. “But don't forget to comfort all our children, they think you're mad at them.”Suddenly, seven children barged into the room and called out to their fathers. “Father, Daddy!” they exclaimed.Carlton's frozen expression spoke volumes about his state of mind as he tried to process what was happening. His murderous gaze fixed on Alaric as he muttered through gritted teeth. “Whose children do you say they are....?”

Amidst the eerie silence of an unfamiliar hall, a cacophony of confused voices rose, mingling in a chorus of bewilderment. “Where are we?” “What happened?” “I thought I died!” Each utterance hung in the air, a testament to the collective disbelief gripping the room.As the haze of confusion lifted, disjointed memories surfaced, fragments of lives cut short by tragedy. “I remember... I was stabbed...” ventured one voice, echoed by another's affirmation of a similar fate. “I... I died in a plane crash,” muttered a third, only to be met with a stunned agreement from a fellow survivor.Amidst the chaos of bewildered voices, one man stood apart, his expression a mask of contemplation amidst the turmoil. As his companions recounted their brushes with death, his mind churned with questions, each more confounding than the last.“I got shot... I remember it vividly,” he murmured to himself, his voice barely audible above the din. “So how am I still here?” The enigma of their shared resurrection gnawed at him, compelling him to seek answers in the depths of his memories.With each revelation of a paired demise—a male and female, bound by the same tragic fate—a flicker of recognition ignited within him. “This... this seems familiar,” he mused, the pieces of a puzzle slowly coalescing in his mind. But the picture remained incomplete, obscured by the fog of uncertainty that shrouded their surroundings.As the words “pairs, pairs, pairs” echoed in his mind like a cryptic mantra, a sudden realization struck him with the force of a revelation. “It can't be... don't tell me...” he whispered, his voice trembling with disbelief. With a sense of urgency, he began to scan his surroundings, searching for any sign or clue that could confirm his suspicions.Then, as if guided by an unseen force, his gaze shifted upwards, and there, bathed in an ethereal light, stood an angelic figure with golden apparel, its gaze fixed upon him with a warm smile. The sight took his breath away, filling him with a mixture of awe and trepidation.The man's heart raced as faced a real angel, his mind struggling to comprehend the surreal encounter unfolding before him. The angel's words, spoken with an air of amusement, only deepened the enigma shrouding their meeting.“I never expected anyone to notice me,” the angel remarked, a hint of playfulness in its voice. “I was concealing my presence to let everyone fully calm down, but to think someone noticed me. Just who are you?”Ethan's disbelief and confusion intensified at the angel's question. “Eh... Ethan Rivers,” he stammered, his voice barely above a whisper.As Aurelia, the angel, finally revealed himself to the bewildered assembly, a hush fell over the room, each soul drawn in by his radiant presence and commanding aura. Ethan's gaze lingered on Aurelia.“Greetings, lost souls,” Aurelia declared, his voice resonating with a majestic power that seemed to fill the very air around them. “I am Aurelia, and I shall be your guide to your new life.”As Aurelia extended his arms in a gesture of welcome, Ethan felt a surge of rage and hesitation, “This it bad, really bad.”